Emma Cooper
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A hunt for love
Salt stings my eyes reminding me of the heat as I wipe the sweat from my brow. “She never did like air-conditioning.” I chuckle sadly, sitting in my grandmothers’ house unfolding box after box preparing to pack all the things she gathered throughout her life. Nothing of great value, just old knick-knacks from a time forgotten, books towering upon books of all the fictional stories she loved to read to me, fuelling my imagination. No this is simply a house of memories.
By Emma Cooper5 years ago in Families
A hunt of love
Salt stings my eyes reminding me of the heat as I wipe the sweat from my brow. “She never did like air-conditioning.” I chuckle sadly, sitting in my grandmothers’ house unfolding box after box preparing to pack all the things she gathered throughout her life. Nothing of great value, just old knick-knacks from a time forgotten, books towering upon books of all the fictional stories she loved to read to me, fuelling my imagination. No this is simply a house of memories.
By Emma Cooper5 years ago in Families
